But the black cat slowly came over, rubbed against Li Buyan, and stretched.
Li Buyan bent down, picked it up, and touched its head: "I won't kill you."
The black cat meowed happily.
"Kill, kill, kill. Can you think of something else?" Fang Zhiyi said helplessly.
Li Buyan lowered his head: "I will listen to Master Uncle's instructions."
"Monsters are evil, and humans are evil too. Some are good and some are bad. Some monsters, when given an opportunity, have harmed humans. Some monsters feed on humans and are cruel and tyrannical. Some humans, destitute, want to help others. Some humans, given an opportunity, try to climb up by stepping on the corpses of others." Fang Zhiyi paused. "So, if you want to kill them all? Then you'll be the only one left in this world?"
Li Buyan Hammerhead said nothing, still holding the cat demon in his arms.
"Wooden head, everything in the world exists with its own way. It can't be dealt with by simply killing them, nor can it be solved by simply being kind." Fang Zhiyi looked at Li Buyan, "From the beginning, you will stay here and preach to them."
Li Buyan raised his head abruptly, a look of shock on his unchanging face: "I preached to them?"
"Yes, I'm also explaining it to you." Fang Zhiyi stared at him. "I've sorted out other things recently. Starting this evening, I'll come to give you lectures. The next day, you can explain your understanding to them again."
Li Buyan lowered his eyes and bowed after a moment: "I understand, Uncle Master."
"Remember to take out that demon pill! You can sell it for a high price later." Fang Zhiyi said, "As for the meat and skin, ask them if they want any."
There were four people entering the temple, but only three came out. Zhao Yichen had been holding it in all the way, and when he came out, he looked at the busy fellow apprentices and pilgrims burning incense outside, feeling as if he had been in another world. "Uncle Master, I just don't understand. Why did you keep these evil spirits in the temple when you could have just let them go?"
"You know shit." Fang Zhiyi didn't explain.
Zhao Yichen didn't worry about this. His current pleasure was to close the shop and count money every day.
As night fell, Fang Zhiyi summoned all his disciples, including his nephew, and took them into the backyard. It was the first time for many of the disciples to come in, and they were frightened by the monsters and turned pale.
Both sides were at peace, and gradually immersed in Fang Zhiyi's speech.
"There are rumors about corpse refining, but in reality, most evil cultivators have never succeeded. Why? The reaction of corpses is due to the muscles and bones being stimulated by external factors, so this rumor is also nonsense."
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